Chapter 1

I was nearly exhausted from riding in a bus all day and here I was in the great city of New York. I had a change over and had missed my next connection and would have to wait until the next day. I didn't really have the money for a hotel and I would have to wait out the night on a cold seat in the Port of Authority bus terminal in Manhattan. As I walked out of what I thought was the front of the building I saw a seedy tavern across the street and thought what I really needed was a beer. I made my way across the street and entered the bar.

The bar was seedy and dark and smelled of stale beer. I went to the bar and ordered a beer which was actually very cold and refreshing. After drinking half of it and getting comfortable I heard and felt a slight disturbance in the force. Two guys were giving an old guy in a dirty old red Santa outfit a hard time and being who I was prompted me to get up and go to assist a wreck of a old man. I offered a beer to the bullies and surprisingly they accepted and left.

I turned and faced the old man and he said that he could have handled the two pushy bums himself and added a very nice thank you. I asked if I could sit with him for a few minute to help discourage them from bothering the old Santa again. The guy looked at and smiled a big shinny white smile with perfect teeth and with a wave of his hand asked me to sit and that he would be honored if I sat with him. I smiled and sat downed with my own smile. It felt like we were instant friends and I told him my name was Joe and he said with hand gestures that his name was Nick. We were instantly like old buddies and I thought he was just perfect wearing a Santa outfit. We talked and I ordered two beers and suddenly for some strange reason I waved my hand and knocked my beer over sending a flood of beer across the table an into Nick's lap. I responded quickly grabbing a dish towel that for some reason was sitting on the edge of our booth which I failed to notice before. I quickly slid in and started dabbing and wiping the beer in his crotch. I all of a sudden realized that I was rubbing something that had to be a very large cock. I continued to wipe and rub his crotch and even think I may have given him an extra squeeze or two.

Nick started move around and said not to worry he knew it was a accident and not to worry and I think he even pushed his cock into my hand encouraging my accident stoking of his cock. The last thing that I remember is that he touched my forehead and I can't explain it but I felt a weird sensation and felt something I had never felt before. I shuddered and my cock got super hard, my balls actually began to swell and have a serious need to cum. I was weak all over and as I started to come to my senses Santa was talking to me and I was agreeing that I would really, really like to try out being one of his helpers. I felt different all over and I liked the feeling. My dick was hard and aching to cum and it didn't seem to be all that big at all, but it felt great and I wanted it to stay hard and cum.

Santa was talking to me and all I heard was cocks, elves, and Christmas. I agreed to go to Santa's place and we got up and nobody seemed to notice us. In what seemed to only seconds we were in a really nice penthouse, Santa was still talking and we were in a living room with a huge sofa and a coffee table with two beers. Santa took an eye dropper and put one drop into his beer and asked me how many drops I wanted and I just said what ever he thought was best, he put three drops and said I would be happy with the results. I already felt strange all over and was falling in love with Santa. My pants and shirt were off and Santa was stroking my weenie and it was as hard as a rock and my balls looked full of cum and I just wanted more stroking and to cum. I was completely naked, my weenie was hairless, come to think about it I was hairless all over except my head. Santa had a full length mirror and I was completely changed and looked like what I would think a Santa's elf would look like. My ears were pointed, I was slim and hairless, my head hair was light blonde with platinum blonde tips, my eyes were a little larger and bright blue. Santa said he thought I would like the look and I did. Although my weenie was a little small it had extremely sensitive nerves and Santa's soft stroking was making me weak in the knee's and my stomach ached. I kept feeling my weenie pumping itself wanting to cum. I had a wet slimy cock head that Santa would clean up with finger and put in his mouth. He explained that with those tastes he would be able to make small changes to work with my DNA.

Santa told me that all the changes were temporary so not to panic and I had until midnight the following day go back to my original self, however the longer I was like this the harder to change back, At this moment I chose to cum and I erupted a massive amount of cum and Santa put his mouth over my weenie and sucked me dry. He then touched my forehead again and I felt a huge shiver, ache in my balls and I past out only to wake up feeling alive and wanting to cum again. My balls were much larger now and I knew they were full of cum.

Santa was sitting next to me and my cute slender fingers were slowly stroking a massive boner, I moved enough to start sucking this amazing cock and the tastes was sending shivers up and down my back and I knew where I wanted to be. Santa said that each time I ate his cum the more happy and gay I would be and he reminded me to be aware that I only had about eight hours to make my decision on to lock in the elven changes or go back to my old self. I responded by stroking and sucking Santa's Super Cock and getting another earth shattering taste of his cum. I was in another world and I was loving the changes. After taking a shower and walking around and just getting used to my elven body I thinking just how cool this was and I must be dreaming. I noticed my walk was different and I glided and swished, I wanted all to see my fine butt and after an hour of staring I was in love with my eyes and my weenie. Life was good and Santa added his precum to his cock and lubed my asshole and he proceeded to show me what a real cock was made to do and I completely submitted him. Again I sucked him off and got an even greater thrill and my desires were all for Santa.

Santa explained that the more I submitted to him and his massive super cock the harder it would be to return to normal. I was in love with my new body and self and wanted to live dangerously so I kept sucking ole Saint Nick off and the magic of that super pole really locked me in and with five minutes to go Santa told me that the time was almost up and I responded by sitting on his lap and told him I wanted to be like this forever and was thankful that he had worked his magic on me. A clock started to chime the 12^th hour and I snuggle down on Santa's pole and he exploded a massive Christmas load up my ass and I let out joyous scream of pleasure, clamped down on the super cock with my butt muscles and decided I had done the right thing.

It was daylight when I woke up and I sensed that all the kinky and elven things that had been done to me were now natural and I was not only happy, but it was what I had become. I found Santa and he said “Joey, now that you are truly a elf forever I am going to give you a name any elf would be proud to have and that name is Peppermint”. Upon hearing my new name I got that shivering feeling and came on the spot. I was going to love my name Peppermint and I came again. Santa gave me my own outfit and with the hairlessness I didn't have tights I had green nylons, crotch less with a short short shorts, a frilly gold and ornament decorated shirt. The shoes were like slippers and the toes curled up and unlike other elves the shoes were boots that went up beyond my calves. I think I looked liked the sexyist elf ever. My first elven friend was the most absolute gayist looking elf imaginable, but that is another story.